In the village of Kildorey
There lived a maiden fair
Her eyes they shone like diamonds
She had long and golden hair
And a countryman came riding
Up to her father's gate
Mounted on a milk white stallion
He came at the stroke of eight

Step it out Mary, my fine daughter
Step it out Mary, if you can
Step it out Mary, my fine daughter
Show your legs to the countryman

I've come to court your daughter
Mary of the golden hair
I have wealth and I have money
I have goods beyond compare
I will buy her silks and satin
And a gold ring for her hand
I'll build for her a mansion
She'll have servants to command

Step it out Mary, my fine daughter
Step it out Mary, if you can
Step it out Mary, my fine daughter
Show your legs to the countryman

Oh kind sir I love a soldier
I've pledged to him my hand
I don't want your wealth nor money
I don't want your goods nor land
Mary's father spoke up sharply:
"You will do as you are told
You'll be married on next Sunday
And you'll wear that ring of gold"

Step it out Mary, my fine daughter
Step it out Mary, if you can
Step it out Mary, my fine daughter
Show your legs to the countryman

In the village of Kildorey
There's a deep stream running by
They found Mary there at midnight
She drowned with the soldier boy
In the cottage there is music
You can hear the father say:
"Step it out Mary my fine daughter
Sunday is your wedding day"

Step it out Mary, my fine daughter
Step it out Mary, if you can
Step it out Mary, my fine daughter
Show your legs to the countryman